“Sure,” Lars replies quickly—perhaps too quickly and hands her the drink.Piper takes it and sets it on the table next to the lounge chair and wh...n she does, her breasts come into view. She has obviously been sun bathing topless since there are no tan lines at all. The man feels his prick stir as he studies her body. He takes off his shirt and sits next to the girl in just his swim trunks. After pouring an ample amount of lotion into his hands, Lars massages it into her shoulders, back and the. ” said another, pulling his phone from his suit pocket and scrolling through the photos. “she sent it to my eldest boy last week to say well done for scoring the winning goal”.They huddled around the phone and smirked, each of them asking if they could get a copy for their already extensive personal collections.But the loud din of gossip, laughter and small talk turned to a hushed whisper as Molly’s parents walked into the cafeteria, helping themselves to a glass of wine from a silver tray.The. ”“That’s a bit heavy to lay on me,” he grumbled. “You don’t know...”“The time you paid that homeless guy to get a bottle of tequila for you, and then drank it with your buddies and ended up puking all over Mark’s room? With me it was bourbon and the back of Al’s truck. Luckily we passed out and didn’t try to drive home. Even so, the trip home at noon the next day was very hairy and very, very painful.”His mouth had dropped open. He had no idea I knew about that little episode.“You knew? Then. My mother would want this. She dreamed of me being the High Virgin someday. My stomach clenched. I saw it in the High Virgin's eyes—she had finally found a way to punish me."I ... I ... am honored," I whispered, fighting my urge to throw a tantrum. I had learned decorum and propriety from my mother. There was no escaping this punishment. I swallowed, tears beading in my eyes. "Is there anything else?"The High Virgin shook her head. "You are free until the ritual tomorrow. I would pack." Thank.